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Sunday, 9 May 2010

Ma

At the worst, the very worst
You are there
When the mirror breaks
and my heart,
You ache
and your aching
heals me.

When I can never be right
and my scars illuminate
You perceive me
perfect and whole.

No words.

There are no words.
Only time, passing,
and Love,
that ever presence,
holding us close.


- Shaista



Maaaaaaaa!!!!!!!
Happy Mother's Day, beautiful, talented Perveen - the one who makes it all possible.
Without you, nothing.

With you, every day is Mother's Day :)
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17 comments:

  1. Sam Liu9 May 2010 at 19:35

    What a wonderful poem, Shaista, very beautifully written and with a timeless sentiment at its heart - our mother truly are the constants of our lives, always there, always loving.

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  2. A9 May 2010 at 21:42

    Beautiful.

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  3. Maggie May9 May 2010 at 23:22

    Oh...this is absolutely perfect.

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  4. mermaid gallery9 May 2010 at 23:40

    lovely...and your ma is beautiful!

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  5. Lisa10 May 2010 at 01:22

    Beautiful Shaista. No words, just time and love you feel. How so true. And I thank you.

    Your Ma is beautiful.

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  6. TheChicGeek10 May 2010 at 01:29

    Yay! I am able to comment this time.
    Hi Shaista :) Your poetry to your mother is absolutely beautiful...just like you. Your mom is lucky to have such a special daughter!
    I wish you the happiest of days!
    Love and Hugs and Beautiful Wishes,
    Kelly
    xxO

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  7. *10 May 2010 at 06:07

    Lovely poem, so true in every way. Hugs & hats off to you for it. And your dear mum, too.

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  8. Jeannette StG10 May 2010 at 08:17

    and how beautiful your mother is -inside and outside!
    I chuckled, because the Maaaa!!! is what my son does too on the phone, when he thinks the world is coming to an end:)

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  9. Wine and Words10 May 2010 at 18:06

    I love this connection to her, that she is salve to your wounds. It is as it should be, yet not as I know. But your truth in it makes me happy.

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  10. karen10 May 2010 at 21:40

    I'm so glad you have the love of mother to carry through your struggles. She is absolutely beautiful, as are you Shaista. Beautiful inside and out. Your poem is lovely, a sweet tribute to your ma and moms everywhere...thank you.

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  11. Ruth11 May 2010 at 11:07

    First, I love Maaaaaaa! - the name, and her via you.

    Second, I remember my ma's heart aching with mine. And now mine aches when my daughter's (or son's) aches. This is a precious gift.

    (And I ache with you too.)

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  12. Tess Kincaid11 May 2010 at 14:11

    I'm so envious of your relationship with your beautiful mother! Nothing can compare with that unconditional love.

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  13. Richard12 May 2010 at 03:48

    I read you regularly Shaista. You give me a bit of beauty each time. And this time, it was exquisite.

    Richard

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  14. Unknown14 May 2010 at 05:14

    Such beautiful feelings. Your ma is surely proud of you.

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  15. Jeanne-ming Brantingham17 May 2010 at 05:29

    Oh darling Shaista,
    A wonderful poem for your Maaa.
    It speaks to me, especially now.

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  16. Muznah18 May 2010 at 14:42

    wonderful poem, wonderful picture :)

    prayers,

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  17. Sherry Blue Sky5 December 2010 at 03:40

    A beautiful, powerful poem for a beautiful mother.

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